"Oh." A noise barely audible escaped Phil as he tried to process it.
"Well now I've fucking ruined everything Phil! Fuck fuck fuck." Dan ran his hands through his hair and then speed walked to his room. Phil jogged behind him, calling his name.
"Dan, Dan! Please come back here." Phil entered Dan's room to find him paced back and forth, tugging at his brown hair.
"What the fuck do you want Phil!" Dan yelled at Phil in a more harsh tone than he meant to. He could see Phil was on the verge of tears, which was definitely not what he wanted. "Look, Phil, I'm so sorry."
"Dan, you don't have to worry about it. Your little crush will just go away. You're probably just lonely, and you don't actually like me."
"No, Phil, you're right, I don't like you." Phil's head hung even lower when he heard this, because it made him think he wasn't wanted even more than he already had. "I fucking love you. I am madly, madly in love with you. It's not the 'i like you' type of crush, it's the 'i spend every waking moment thinking about you' type of crush. I live and breath you, Phil Lester. I-I-I-" Dan grabbed Phil roughly, throwing him onto the bed. Dan climbed on top of Phil, roughly kissing him all over. Dan flipped them so Phil was on top, just the way Dan liked it. Phil stared down into Dan's eyes for awhile, still hovering over the younger boy. He stared back, hoping Phil wouldn't leave him. All his thoughts stopped when Phil leaned his head down to connect their lips. This kiss, unlike the last one they shared only moments ago, was not pure lust. It was pure love. As Dan kissed back, he was able to say everything running through his mind without actually saying it.
After countless minutes of gentle kisses, Phil pulled away, "I love you too Dan."
"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Dan asked, staring into Phil's blue eyes which were almost pure black.
"I was scared and I had so many thoughts running through my head and I didn't want to ruin our friendship and-" Phil was cut off by Dan's hands running their way slowly down Phil's back to his arse. Phil let out a small gasp as Dan rolled his hips into Phil's, desperate for some kind of friction.
He used one of his hands to lift himself so his lips were right near Phil's ear when he spoke, "I need you Philly." Phil spent no time pinning Dan's hands above his head while he kissed him feverishly. Dan felt Phil bite down on his lip, causing the young boy to gasp, allowing Phil's tongue to enter his mouth. Surprised at the sudden gesture, Dan moaned into Phil's mouth, bucking his hips into Phil's once again. Dan was able to free his hands, flipping them over so he was straddling the older boy. Phil didn't seem to mind as Dan's hands reached for his raven hair, tugging at the messy strands. Dan started to grind against Phil's crotch, a moan escaping from the boy's lips. Phil pulled back from the kiss and started placing kisses down Dan's jaw to his neck, sucking and biting, making sure to leave marks on his tan skin. He moved from a spot he had been working on to another spot closer to his collarbones. Dan let out a high pitched gasp.
"Fuck Da- Phil, " Dan moaned, tilting his head to give Phil more room. He whimpered at the loss of Phil's lips.
"What were you going to say?" Phil asked, eyes filled with love and lust.
"N-nothing," Dan replied, a not so faint blush filling his cheeks.
"Fine," Phil simply replied, pushing Dan off him gently to get up.
"Daddy," Dan mumbled, hiding his face in his hands.
"Sorry, I couldn't hear you?" Phil smirked, pulling Dan's hands away from his face to make him look him in the eye.
With all the courage the wavy haired boy could muster, he looked Phil dead in the eyes and spoke, "Daddy."
"That's what I thought," Phil commented, before pulling Dan back into his lap. Their lips connect again, tongues fighting for dominance. Dan eventually gives into Phil's dominance, letting him pepper open-mouthed kisses across his jaw and his neck. Phil let out a breath on Dan's sweet spot, causing the younger boy to rut against him for any pleasure.
"Bedside table," Phil spoke after a few minutes. Dan understood and got up, rummaging through Phil's drawer, surprised to find an assortment of lube flavors. He chose the cherry flavored quickly and sat down beside Phil.
"Take off your clothes," Dan commanded, starting to undress himself.
"Don't talk to me that way. You're not in charge here Dan. I am," Phil scolded, as he did exactly what Dan said. In no time, the two boys were completely unclothed and grinding against each other once again.
"Get on your hands and knees, now," Phil hummed, pushing Dan off of him. Dan obliged, whimpering as the cold air finally hit him. He felt the bed shift as Phil got on, taking his position behind the young boy.
"D-Daddy please," Dan begged, sticking his arse out towards Phil.
"Danny are you sure?" Phil's voice was filled with concern. Dan looked back at Phil and nodded.
"Of course I'm sure," Dan persuaded.
"Okay," Phil replied, the popping sound of the cap of the lube bottle filling the silence in the room. Phil coated three fingers with the cold substance, rubbing it in to warm it up. Dan gasped as one of Phil's fingers slipped into him, a burning sensation rising.
"Ah," Dan let out, cursing under his breath.
"Let me know when to move," Phil said, being patient with him.
After a minute Dan softly said, "Okay." Phil began to pull him finger out a digit before pushing back in. He repeated this action many times as Dan started to become needy for another. The second finger wasn't as bad as the first for the younger boy and Phil was able to scissor his fingers inside Dan in no time. The third and final finger was not a problem and before long, Phil had his cock in his hands, spreading the lube over it.
"Come on Daddy, fuck me already," Dan pleaded. Phil let it slide and lined himself up with Dan's entrance. Dan was about to beg for Phil again, but he felt Phil slowly push into him, causing him to let out a pornographic gasp. Once Phil bottomed out, he slowly pulled out before slamming back into Dan Phil thrusted into the moaning mess, gripping his hips so tight there will definitely be bruises tomorrow.
"P-Phil, Er Agh, D-Daddy, c-can you AH pull my hair?" Dan managed to stutter out between Phil's thrusts. Phil grunted in reply, reaching forward to take strands of Dan's wavy hair in his hands, pulling on it harshly. Dan moaned loudly, feeling himself getting close.
"Dan, I'm getting close," Phil groaned, pounding faster into Dan's prostate.
"Same her- AGH," Dan let out a string a curses and moans as he came onto Phil's sheets, staining them for good. Dan's hole clenched, sending Phil to his climax.
All blissed out, Dan felt Phil pull out of him and sink down next to him.
"Holy shit that just happen," Dan said, still breathing heavily.
"Yeah it did," Phil hummed, cuddling into Dan's side and falling asleep. Dan smiled, finding himself very sleepy and decided to join Phil and sleep.
Just before Dan fell asleep he mumbled two words Phil didn't hear.
"No homo."